Chapter 401: Tongbei Fist_1

Qiao Yuan remained silent, just looking at Yin Tian with cold eyes.

His fists clenched slightly, and his temples throbbed vigorously, obviously proving that his heart was not as indifferent as he appeared.

Yin Tian, on the other hand, looked at Qiao Yuan with a smile, and said softly, "You don’t need to take it to heart. I don’t intend to get too involved with you right now. We’ve met today, and from now on, let’s be strangers."

Qiao Yuan suddenly slammed a fist onto the tea table in front of him, and the tea table shattered upon impact!

Yin Tian’s eyebrows raised slightly, looking at Qiao Yuan with a mockingly amused expression.

Just from this blow, it was clear that Qiao Yuan must possess some formidable martial arts skills.

That’s because the tempered glass on the tea table almost crumbled into powder!

Ordinary people would need to exert a lot of effort to shatter that glass.

Yet, with a single slap from Qiao Yuan, the glass nearly smashed into powder!

Qiao Yuan sat on the sofa and took a deep breath. His face eased a bit, clearly showing that his outburst had some relieving effect.

After a while, he slowly lifted his head and looked at Yin Tian again, about to speak when suddenly, a voice came from upstairs, "Yin Tian, what happened? What was that noise just now?"

Yin Tian and the others turned their heads to look and saw Jiang Qingwu and Jiang Qingge, the sisters dressed in pajamas, their eyes bleary, standing by the second-floor railing, looking down.

"It’s nothing, you two go back to sleep," Yin Tian said with a smile, his face wearing a tender smile.

"Oh..."

Jiang Qingwu responded, pulling her sister back to the bedroom.

Qiao Yuan raised an eyebrow, turned his head back, and looked at Yin Tian again, "Keeping beauties in a golden house? They are quite nice girls indeed."

Upon hearing this, Yin Tian’s face immediately darkened.

Just yesterday, Su Qinwei and others were kidnapped by the Shen Family. He exerted a great deal of effort to rescue them.

And now, Qiao Yuan had also shown his interest in Jiang Qingwu and Jiang Qingge!

Seeing Yin Tian’s expression, Lu Zhengfeng internally cried out that this was bad.

Although he had not spent much time with Yin Tian, he understood that Yin Tian was a man who could not tolerate any provocation!

But Qiao Yuan still sat there, speaking slowly and deliberately, "Yin Tian, you can choose not to show me face, but you’d better think clearly. If you’re not willing to make friends with me, it might bring more trouble for you and those around you..."

As Qiao Yuan was speaking, he suddenly noticed Yin Tian’s eyes flash coldly, and then the scene before him blurred as Yin Tian appeared in front of him in an instant!

A large hand pressed towards his face with immense force. Qiao Yuan only felt as if a large truck was crashing into his face!

The force was so great that it made the heavy sofa tip backward.

Thump!

The sofa fell to the floor, with Qiao Yuan crashing down with it, the back of his head slamming hard against the ground.

This scene stunned Lu Zhengfeng as well.

He stood there, unsure of what to do, momentarily at a loss.

"Ay..."

Qiao Yuan let out a pained moan and finally came back to his senses.

Yin Tian’s hand was pressing on Qiao Yuan’s face, his knee kneeling on Qiao Yuan’s chest, making it impossible for Qiao Yuan to move.

"Do you dare to repeat what you just said?"

Yin Tian’s voice was frighteningly cold, making even Qiao Yuan’s body tremble involuntarily!

Hearing Yin Tian’s words, Lu Zhengfeng also snapped back to reality.

He hurriedly walked over to Yin Tian’s side, his face showing an embarrassed expression, "Mr. Yin, what are you doing? Mr. Qiao was just joking earlier, he didn’t mean anything by it. Please, calm down and let go of him first?"

In his effort to appease Yin Tian, Lu Zhengfeng even resorted to formality in his speech.

Yin Tian glanced at Lu Zhengfeng and chose to give him this face. He slowly released his hand and stood up.

Lu Zhengfeng then quickly knelt down and pulled Qiao Yuan up from the ground.

Qiao Yuan spat out viciously, ejecting the blood from his mouth, then looked at Yin Tian, "Yin Tian, fine! You’ve got guts!"

Yin Tian stood there, his expression indifferent, "What, do you want to go another round?"

"You took advantage of me just now by making a surprise move. Do you really think you’re that skilled?"

"It seems you still want to try."

"Hmph!"

Qiao Yuan snorted but then suddenly launched an attack, throwing a straight punch directly at Yin Tian’s chest.

The punch came with a whistling sound of wind, and it even sounded like a clap of thunder.

"Tongbei Fist?"

Yin Tian shook his head, "What a pity."

Before his words faded, Yin Tian slightly sidestepped, and Qiao Yuan’s punch nearly brushed past Yin Tian’s chest.

While Qiao Yuan’s punch had yet to retract, Yin Tian seized Qiao Yuan’s wrist.

Then, Yin Tian turned around, with his back to Qiao Yuan, and executed an over-the-shoulder throw, tossing Qiao Yuan out!

Qiao Yuan felt as though he was soaring through the clouds.

Before he could react, his body had already slammed against the wall.